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Chapter 100 Draw lots

The morning sun emerged and cast its warm sunshine on the square of Lingyun Peak. The sunshine did not have much temperature, but all the Tianxian Sect disciples on the scene were full of passion and passion.

At this moment, Immortal Xiaoyao was floating in the air, looking at the disciples on the square, and said loudly: "Disciples of the Tianxian Sect, today is the sect's grand competition. It is related to your honor, and your growth is also related to the sect.

The future of our sect, I hope you can show your talents and bring back the honor you deserve for your respective immortal peaks, the righteous way in the world, and bless our sect!"

All the younger generation disciples of Tianxian Sect shouted loudly: "The righteous way in the world, bless our sect!!!"

At the same time that Immortal Xiaoyao's figure disappeared, an elder stepped forward and announced: "The sect competition has officially begun!"

At this time, the disciples of each Immortal Peak in the square were divided into three piles in their respective camps, with the Golden Core disciples in the front, the disciples of the Zifu Realm in the middle, and the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage in the back.

Three boys came forward holding three huge boxes and said: "Please come forward and draw lots for the foundation-building disciples!"

The foundation-building disciples of the three Immortal Peaks came out one after another. After taking a note from the box, they entered the martial arts field with the note. After a while, another boy announced that the disciples in the Zifu realm would start drawing lots.

Following the same pattern, disciples in the Zifu realm also entered the martial arts hall with notes in hand.

In the end, only the disciples from the Jindan stage were left.

At this time, there are still thirteen people left in Lingyun Peak, sixteen people left in Jianyun Peak, and only Meng Xuelao is left in Tianyun Peak!

Luo Tong laughed loudly: "Meng Xuelao, are you alone? Do you want us to borrow a few people from Yunfeng to support you first? Hahaha!"

"Luo Tong, you talk a lot of nonsense!"

Before Meng Xueruo spoke, Qian Chen looked at Luo Tong with a cold look, his tone full of murderous intent.

Luo Tong was startled, a little confused and said: "Qianchen, it's none of your business if I talk to Meng Xuelao, and I didn't mess with you at Lingyun Peak!"

"I see you're unhappy, you'd better pray that you don't meet me in the lottery!" Qian Chen responded unceremoniously.

Bai Xiangyuan and Zheng Wuyan looked mean and mocked Qian Chen: "Oh, why don't you say anything? Are you cowarded? Ah? Luo Tong, come on, let's fight!"

Luo Tong was so angry at Bai Xiangyuan that he gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Xiangyuan, I advise you not to let a dog play a mouse!"

"Bah, bah, bah, you are going to be a rat. I am not a dog. I have never seen anyone scolding me like this. You are the dog. Your whole family is a dog! What a bastard!" Bai Xiangyuan vented his anger at Luo.

Half dead, but it made Meng Xuelao amused.

Seeing that Yunfeng's disciples were all filled with hatred, he said boldly: "Meng Xuelao, I don't believe that so many of us can't touch you. When you fall into our hands, huh! You won't be able to survive a single round.

arrive."

At this moment, the lottery begins.

Meng Xueruo took the lead to draw, and the slip of paper clearly read: three. Then Meng Xueruo walked into the martial arts hall, stood on the ring marked [three], and waited for her opponent.

Seeing that the disciples on Yunfeng's side had all drawn lots, they rushed into the martial arts hall and looked for Meng Xueruo. After finding out that it was [three], Luo Tong hurriedly said: "Who drew three? Who drew three?"

Three?"

However, no one agreed.

"Damn it, I didn't meet him!" Luo Tong said angrily.

The note in Luo Tong's hand was a [five], so he found the ring and stood still.

After everyone from Lingyun Peak came in, Qian Chen first said: "Who won the [five]?"

A disciple immediately said: "Senior Brother Qianchen, [Five] is here with me!" He shook the note in his hand.

Qian Chen's eyes flashed, and he immediately exchanged the [three] in his hand with him. The man did not dare to disobey Qian Chen's wishes, so he could only exchange.

After getting the note, Qian Chen looked at Luo Tong with cold eyes. Anyone who dares to offend Axue will not be able to kill you, but will also make you suffer!

From the time they came in, Luo Tong's eyes had been falling on Qian Chen. To be honest, he was really afraid of Qian Chen. Firstly, he was the direct disciple of the sect leader, and secondly, Qianchen was a younger generation.

Among the disciples, he is the number one swordsman! How can he not be afraid? So, when he saw Qian Chen walking towards him, his legs almost gave out and he shouted quickly.

"Elder, elder, Qianchen just exchanged notes with that disciple. It's against the rules, it's against the rules! I'll report it!"

Unexpectedly, the elder glanced at him and said coldly: "The rules do not stipulate that notes cannot be exchanged, and the report is invalid!"

"What!?" Luotong people were dumbfounded that they could still play like this.

Qian Chen jumped up to the No. 5 ring, and the fairy sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a clang, shining with a cold light. He sneered and said: "Luo Tong, aren't you very arrogant?"

Luo Tong grinned a smile that was uglier than crying: "Qian Chen, this... we had no grievances in the past and have no grievances in the recent past, there is no need!"

Qian Chen shook his head: "There is resentment and enmity! You shouldn't provoke Meng Xuelao!"

While he was talking, Qian Chen's long sword had already attacked Luo Tong. Seeing this, Luo Tong had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the attack. He forced himself to cheer himself up and said: "I am also in the late stage of Jin Dan, so I don't think so.

Weaker than you!"

However, he found that Qian Chen was not merciful at all when he used his sword against him. Almost every sword thrust was filled with pure gold spiritual energy, and his killing intention was very strong. Several times, although he took the sword

The sword moved, but the spiritual power still hurt his heart. After a few rounds, he found that his internal organs were about to shift, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Qian Chen's offensive became more and more intense, and every move seemed to be aimed at the enemy who killed his father. Luo Tong finally couldn't resist, and Qian Chen's boundless sword shadow chopped off the spiritual energy protecting his body. He fell to the ground and roared loudly.

Said: "Admit defeat, admit defeat!!!!"

He had no choice but to admit defeat, because at this time, the tip of Qianchen's sword was only half a centimeter away from his throat.

A flash of pity flashed in Qian Chen's eyes. He sheathed his sword and looked down at Luo Tongtong: "If only you were mute, I could kill you with one sword and vent my anger on Axue."

Luo Tong almost cried. He had never felt that he was so close to death. When he stood up, Qian Chen caught a glimpse of the puddle of yellow water on the ground. He frowned and cursed in a low voice: "Bad luck!"

It turns out that Luo Tong peed his pants!

Luo Tong, who had lost all face, jumped off the ring and disappeared into the martial arts hall as quickly as possible. When the scene fell into Tong Yuwei's eyes, she became very angry. Originally, he planned to ask Luo Tong to teach Meng Xuelao a lesson, but now it seems that he can only

You can choose another person.

Touching the Heqi Powder in her hand, Tong Yuwei turned her gaze to another disciple who saw Yunfeng and showed a sinister smile.
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